The mind-reading vegetative husband made the scumbag kneel down in tears

Chapter 325 True Love Is Not Possession

A short absence is better than a new marriage, how can we back down?

Chu Ciyou was stunned for a moment before she reacted, her pretty face flushed: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"No regression?" Huo Tingchen was serious and stared at her to confirm.

His eyes were burning, his breath was heavy. He was a man who wanted to be strong all his life!

Chu Ciyou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she hooked her arm around his neck and leaned back, saying beside him, "So strong!"

The violent kiss fell again.

Chu Ciyou was going crazy: "Husband, don't, don't..."

"You don't like it?"

"I like it. But use it sparingly."

Today was as exciting as an affair, and she was afraid that he would overexert himself and would not have enough energy to deal with the wolves and tigers of the Meng family when he returned.

"They are all yours, no need to save." Huo Tingchen laughed softly, "You said you wanted to include data traffic."

"Ah? Is there any?"

Chu Ci's face turned red with shame.

Did she say anything like that? No, absolutely not!

"Do you want me to help you recall the past?" Huo Tingchen bit her earlobe and whispered.

Memories were awakened. It was a night when she dreamed that she was physically and mentally abused by Lu Song in her previous life. He held her in his arms and slept with her in bed.

It was also that night that he removed the small bed from the room and started the chapter of sleeping in the same bed.

She was still very shy at that time, and he respected her very much, so they managed to avoid any accidental discharge of the gun.

They were so young and immature back then!

"It seems that you remembered it." Huo Tingchen pinched her face, "How about it? Do you want to cover it?"

"Bag!"

Chu Ci laughed sadly.

Two years later, she finally agreed to cover his data traffic.

In fact, there was no need to go through this kind of ritual. If she hadn't been afraid that he would be under a lot of pressure to remain a chaste man in the Meng family, she would have checked his public grain long ago.

"Wife, I am yours, only yours..."

Huo Tingchen was so passionate that Chu Ciyou couldn't refuse.

When I woke up, it was dark.

Chu Ciyou quickly checked the time: "Wife, it's past seven o'clock, you should go back soon!"

"No."

Huo Tingchen held her in his arms and pressed her tightly into his body.

Like two bent shrimps stuck together.

I miss her body temperature, I miss her scent... In short, I just don't want to think about her.

Physical contact is the best way to comfort each other.

Isn’t it the same with Chuci’s worry?

But the current situation did not allow them to be willful, so she pushed him away: "There is a long way to go, there is no need to rush now."

"All right!"

Huo Tingchen finally let go and got up.

There was no light on in the room, but the moonlight coming in through the window took shape.

It was such a beautiful night, what a pity.

"Sister Xiao hasn't come back yet. Could she have fallen asleep in the hotel lobby?" Chu Ci was worried.

Night Owl has the habit of being able to sleep anywhere and at any time. What if he encounters a bad guy?

She quickly called her cell phone, but it was Yin Canrong who answered: "She's fine, she's asleep."

"why you?"

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A few hours ago, Night Owl was sitting in the hotel lobby drinking coffee.

It was a rare leisure time, and she was relaxed both physically and mentally.

In the warm afternoon sunshine, I gradually felt sleepy.

She has always had the habit of sleeping when she is sleepy and playing with her mobile phone when she wakes up.

So he pulled his fisherman's hat over his face and went to sleep.

When she woke up, Yin Canrong was sitting opposite her with a familiar thermos on the table.

Freshly stewed bird’s nest again!

"Awake?" Yin Canrong smiled gently and unscrewed the thermos. "You said you were tired of drinking it yesterday. I added some fruit today. Come and try it."

It turned out that the soup base was made of pear and loquat. The beautiful color looked delicious.

Night Owl couldn't help but take a spoon and taste it: "Delicious!"

Yin Canrong smiled happily, like a child being praised by his teacher.

Night Owl felt something in front of his eyes dazzled, frowned and put down the spoon.

"Your smile is too dazzling."

"???"

Ye Xiao closed the thermos and pushed it back to him: "Don't send me bird's nests anymore."

"what happened?"

"Drink whatever you want."

"If so what do you like?"

"No one likes it."

"..."

Yin Canrong touched his forehead helplessly: "Be good, don't make trouble."

"What's with that tone of yours?" Night Owl exploded, rubbing his arms.

It was so corny! She got goose bumps.

Who is he to her? Why is he speaking in such a tone?

"You need to take good care of yourself. I've asked Doctor Lu, and he says bird's nest is best for you." Yin Canrong said softly, his eyes and brows full of the indulgence of a lover.

Night Owl was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look out the window, and felt a long-lasting pain in his heart.

Once upon a time, Fang Yujie also coaxed her like this when she was in a bad mood.

His sharp and angular profile, as if it were cut by a knife, was gentle only for her.

"Night Owl, live well, only then you can be worthy of him."

"enough!"

Ye Xiao was completely furious. His thin body was shaking, and tears were streaming down his pale face. "You are not allowed to mention him! You are not qualified to mention him!"

Yin Canrong said nothing, just looked at him with heartache.

She stood, he sat. Looking up should be humble, but on him, it was calm.

She was crying and shaking, but he did nothing but just looked at her quietly.

Some injuries and some pains are like high thresholds that you need to lift your legs and step over them by yourself.

That was her heart knot and also the threshold of his love.

Whether you can get through it or not depends entirely on her.

"Yin Canrong, you bastard!" Ye Xiao sat down, covering his face and sobbing.

Why do you always mention Yujie?

Wouldn't it be better to let her reminisce about it alone? Why did she have to let everyone know about it?

How could he be so cruel?

"Yes, yes, I'm a bastard. Then let me be his substitute, okay?" Yin Canrong moved over and sat down next to her.

While comforting, handing out tissues.

Night Owl slapped him with a tissue: "Being a stand-in? Are you sick?"

"Yeah, lovesick."

"..."

"Night Owl, I want to take care of you. Even if I have to be his substitute, it doesn't matter. As long as I can comfort you, you can treat me as anything."

Humble love, noble people.

The contrast was so strong that Ye Xiao couldn't respond.

After holding it in for a while, she asked, "Did you pursue Chu Ciyou like this before?"

"No." Yin Canrong smiled and shook his head, "I was terribly possessive at that time."

That time? This time?

No possessiveness this time?

"Night Owl, you made me reflect for a long time. To love someone is not to possess her, but to accompany her, to care for her, and to be willing to become anyone for her."

Night Owl: ………

"I was young then, and Chu Yanran deliberately brainwashed me, and I fell for it. I thought it was love, until I met you..."

Yin Canrong gently wiped the tears from her face.

"Night Owl, you are my salvation."

Night Owl was stunned.

People like her are in the world but their hearts are in hell.

If she can’t even be saved herself, how can she save others?

"I won't force you to do anything, just get along like this! You continue to cherish his memory, and I will continue to accompany you." Yin Canrong smiled lightly, with very low demands.

So low that Night Owl could no longer refuse.

She clutched her chest, not knowing how to deal with the emotions in her heart that were as complicated as a tangled ball of wool.

Finally, she couldn't stand the ups and downs of her mood and fainted in his arms.